[Bread, bread, stuff between it. Looks like a sandwich to Roxas. A roundwich. He lifts the burger as he unwraps it, taking a look at the middle part before glancing back up.]
That doesn't make sense. Why wouldn't you eat them all the time if you like them?
[This boy has eaten one (1) flavor of ice cream every day of his life that he was able to do so.]
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That doesn't make sense. Why wouldn't you eat them all the time if you like them?
[This boy has eaten one (1) flavor of ice cream every day of his life that he was able to do so.]
Uh—the blueberry. I'm not tired right now.